Yes, I am Nezahualcoyotl. Nezahualcoyotl's Hidden God was Tezcatlipoca One of the greatest pleasures in my grandfather's life was to visit the market in Cannes, admire the variety and quality of the produce on offer and chat to some of the stallholders. Covered markets in Spain are impressive. The food is relatively less expensive, there is less variety and there is somewhat less knowledge of the products on display, but the quality is fantastic. A market in India has a wide variety of products, many more prepared foods than in France or Spain, but suffers from a lack of hygiene. You get extra in India, gold leaf with your fudge, tamarind on your puffed rice, masala in your tea, hepatitis with your gulab jamun, Delhi belly with your salt lassi, cholera with your Limca nimbu; cockroaches running around your rice, weevils in your bread and beer in your teacup. In Africa markets are like wells. You go to the well to rest from the fields, to stay in the shade, to sit together and t...
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